A/N: As mentioned in the summary, my friend (the person whose OC this account in dedicated to) drew both mine and her OCs to show what they'd look like if either of them got controlled by the Devil's Arms, like Abyssion did. This is a quick little piece about Reimi transforming. Here's where you can see the designs; art/the-darkness-that-lurks-in-our-minds-392888686 Reimi, her OC is the one on the left, the one on the right is Beatrix, my OC. LloydxReimi is implied.

Reimi keeled over, her hand fisted around her (new demonically transformed) umbrella handle, the other's palm pushing into her eye and face, trying to drive whatever was coming, back. Her teeth were clenched so tightly they began to grind uncomfortably together, and a groan of pain erupted awkwardly out of her throat.

"Uarrrhgg," Reimi's eyes widened. Whatever she just heard made her heart rattle in her chest frantically. It was a deep screechy boom of a whine covered by an echo; like a bad mix of high and low octaves jumbled together.

It was monstrous.

And it came from her.

Reimi was scared, and in panic. Something was coming that she didn't understand, nor did she know how to stop.

Black fog had begun to surround the edge of her sight and she was losing focus. Her hearing too was being affected, muffling the sounds around her. Things were slowly becoming white noise. It was as if something was trying to box her in, pull her down and control her.

A particular loud fuzzy sounding static bellowed from the left of her, and she struggled to turn to see Beatrix. Beatrix…whose face was dripping with blood, yelling at her, of which some words she could read. Most of them were her name and something like 'get off me', which were aimed at Kratos whom held her back from reaching Reimi.

She wanted to cry but couldn't as she felt herself slowly being taken, but not before one tear fell, slowly gliding down her cheek.

Her head hung downwards feeling wretched and ashamed, not to mention her strength was rapidly depleting from the surreal battle with herself.

But then another loud thunder of static roared coming straight at her, hurriedly growing closer. She fought to lift her head, and when she finally managed, she found Lloyd running at her.

…to cut her down.

As she watched him running towards her, the black fog filled her eyes completely.

Then as if things were going in slow motion, she felt herself tackled to the ground and the white noise returned, she thought someone was shouting but it was becoming even less coherent as the chains she felt in her mind wrapped themselves around her even more ferociously.

Suddenly, bursts of life come back to her, she could hear and see things in flashes similar to a broken television.

She heard; "You can't take her!" but then the static returned swiftly after.

'Lloyd?' She asked her empty conscious.

She saw; Lloyd pinning down her legs, his legs either side of her as he shook her shoulders, his expression forlorn though hopelessly resolute, that was when the fog returned just as the static had done.

Again she heard; "Reimi, fight! You're stronger than them!"

…He sounded so…bleak and miserable.

'Are you crying…?'

All of a sudden, the darkness in her eyes reversed, the static cleared, and she felt the arms of the person she loved around her.

It was like coming out of a tunnel on a train, quick but dramatic.

After a long moment of shaking and catching their breath, Reimi finally spoke;

"H-Hey," she whimpered smiling up at him.

"…Reimi," he whispered desperately, eyes watering before he buried his face into her shoulder.

She slowly hugged him back.